"What exactly is it, Edward? How many times have I told you you should never turn your back on me until we’ve done talking?" I chased Edward out of our house, yelling. He always does this to me, and he won’t come up for over a week, and I’ll just find out with his pals when he’s in LA.

"You know I’m busy, Elisha, so don’t bother me right now."

Have you returned from Vegas? You mentioned Singapore, but I discovered you’re in Vegas and haven’t phoned in a week. Are you preoccupied because you have a woman on your calendar? "You're busy because you nearly don’t want to go home unless Papa scolds you." He scratched his face and messed up his hair after I stated it bluntly. "

"Elisha, you’re far too paranoid. It’s a business issue. "

"Business is important. That’s why your lady had the audacity to post when you were in bed together. Mr. Go, you expressed it perfectly. " I remarked rudely, then smiled at her antics. He is the one who is upset. When I can’t show Edward to his parents, I’m the one who looks ridiculous.

I’ll let him as long as he doesn’t go overboard. But look at what he did. He took advantage of much too much of the freedom I granted him.

"Elisha, pay attention."

"No, Edward, please let me leave now." I cracked a grin. Then he turned around and snatched my vehicle key to leave our house.

"You look after your own life." I stated this, and he walked away while I could still hear his approaching voice.

"I’m sorry, sweetie. Alright, listen to me," he apologized before hugging me from behind. I attempted to get rid of him, but he wouldn’t let me go.

"No, please pay attention. I did nothing wrong while we were in Los Angeles. Ej just arrived, "I chuckled and left him alone. Not looking back, he remarked. It's extremely irritating.

"Talk to me, Brother Edward. You’re constantly arguing, you know. When I was standing in front of his bar counter, my brother remarked, "I don’t want to go to the bar right now since Edward knows where I’m going because it’s also where he goes."

"Allow me to speak first. "I'd like to be free," I said before finishing the last shot of Red Label and pulling him up close to me.

Ate’s older brother, Edward, is supposed to be outdoors. I was stunned and rushed out of my brother’s place. He is the youngest among us, but I appear to be the youngest because I don’t want to be a sister to my siblings, who are far more mature than me in making life decisions.

"Please, Edward, give me some alone time. Please, without you." He shook his head and crouched next to me. We are like this when I want to argue with him. I’ll invent an excuse, and he’ll come after me. I’m accustomed to him following me and battling me because I know he’ll entice me and follow me everywhere I go.

You’re mistaken, baby. In Vegas, I’ve never been a lady. They were just with me, but I did nothing wrong. Trust me on this. " He says what he says, and what he says is true. The only thing I dislike about him is that he wastes time with his pals.

Oh, I recall. In your office, you sign the divorce papers. I’ll take care of it, so it’s not a hassle for you, "I stated. Then he became much more upset because of what I said and began weeping.

Don’t leave, baby; you already know how much I adore you." Elisha, stop kidding. I worked hard to be married and earn your yes, and then we’ll just part ways, "I demanded furiously, before going up to touch his jaw line.

He becomes too self-sufficient and loses sight of the fact that he has someone to prioritize above all else.

"Learn, baby, you know who’s in control, but you picked them over me," he added as he stepped up to embrace me again.

Yes, I’m extremely loose with him, and when he’s overwhelmed, he needs to be calm and remind himself who I am in his life. I am his beautiful wife.

"Damn, even if it’s free, I will not come the next time," he muttered, and I gave him a sneer.

"There will be no next Edward because we are divorcing," I murmured, and his face became solemn, and I smelt alcohol on him, although he had just held me.

"I told you, Elisha, that for my freedom, I want you to be selfish. I’d like you to be strict. "

For God’s sake, Edward, we’ve been married for two years and you still haven’t set a limit for yourself with your friend. If it’s truly a business case, it’s OK. You even criticized the deputy mother situation. " He closed his eyes, and I moaned as he kissed me unexpectedly.

He runs his hands down my buttocks and squeezes them.

"When you cuss like that, you’re so damn attractive." Then he stroked my femininity with his finger and softly nibbled my neck as my hand played with his shoulder up to his head. He softly pressed his finger into my womanhood, and I immediately felt intense.

I shoved him and dragged his shirt inside my brother’s house. It’s late at night, and she’s fast asleep.

When I unlocked the door to the guest room, I shut it quickly before rushing to take off my clothes and shove Edward into bed.

I licked my lips as I tore his shirt and unbuckled his belt before tying him to the bed’s headboard. I could see how hard he was working right now.

When it got to my pants, I put it in her mouth as if I had inserted it, and I grinned when she discovered I had intentions of doing something to her and her baby junior.

I licked his balls and toyed with my tongue as my hand moved down his length, which was almost as long as my face.

I read his mind before I offered him his weakness, oral sex, and he loved it when I gave him mind-blowing oral sex.

Only when my saliva makes a sound and he stops making noise in the room does the heat become unbearable and deliver our sensations.

I smiled, and he definitely hung up on me. I sat down on the bench to the side and faced him.

I smiled pleasantly as she swallowed and used her tongue to remove the panty from her mouth.

"Don’t do that, Elisha; let me screw you," he urged, but I trembled, bit my finger, spit, and wiped it on his neck.

"Not so fast, my love," I said, lifting my two thighs and carefully putting and closing one finger in between them because my heart was tight and hot.

"Ahh, fuck me hard, baby," I whispered, and Edward sighed loudly before I grinned.

When we argue, this is his punishment.

My sweet vengeance.

Someone took me aback when he blew in front of me, revealing that his youngster was playing on his lap as he was staring at me.

When she said, "So, what are you doing here?", she made me feel uneasy. I inquired, and he drank his coffee before placing the four files on the table.

"That’s what you’re looking for." "Stop pretending like you don’t know why I’m here," I said, laughing as I sifted through the contents of the folder, which was all about Edward and his pals.

I’m not sure why. He’s constantly gone now, and he’s just returned from Vegas with them, and they’re leaving again. They’re in the bar with his pals. "I told you, have children so that your spouse won’t always be able to depart." I shrugged before caressing his son’s face. "Mama," he grumbled, and we chuckled; Khalil was standing close by her, giving his wife a sweet kiss.

They appear to be the ideal family for me.

"We have to leave." Just phone me if you need me," Khalil said, frowning. "What blew?" he questioned, and she chuckled before lifting their baby. "It’s nothing, Khalil, now Barbara is home." She couldn’t take care of herself, so she left. " I turned back, and they went. I want a family like theirs, but I haven’t seen that with Edward; he acts like a bachelor even though he’s married.

I once wondered if I was still married. Yes, he lives his life to the fullest, but after our quarrel, he departs again to chat, and I’ll return when I’m dissatisfied with his loss.

Because I’m not like him, he whispered to me, "This is such a dull day!" I was feeling ill when I ran across a woman with dark hair and small eyes.

She’s staring at me, and I’m staring back.

"I’m sorry, my mistake." I apologized before even raising an eyebrow and apologizing.

I seized the glass and filled it with water before tossing it behind her, and she shivered. "Oops, sorry." My sassy side has emerged!

"Ma’am, calm down," he muttered as he got the alcohol from his bag and prepared to strike me as soon as the guard said, "Ma’am, calm down." I depart with a grin on my face. It feels wonderful to get back to the irritation.

I got a message from Barbara. She stated they were in Amsterdam before the crisis started in LA, but he didn’t phone me!

"Edward, you’re a jerk!" I want to kick you in the$$ and tickle your goddamn balls. Argh! I yelled as I stomped my Ferrari’s tire and irritably hurled my phone into my car.

He’s such a stumbling block in my life! To be truly free, I’ll file for divorce next time. He’s putting my fucking patience to the test!

"What!" When my phone rang, I said, "Calm down, Mrs. I just wanted to invite you to go. Bridal shower My irritation eased, and I smiled at what he said.

"It’s fun; I wish I could touch a man’s body." "Where?" I said, smiling as I brushed my hair.

Okay, were you a VIP at the bar before?

"I hope to see you there." Then I hung up the phone and considered a present. It’s my turn to enjoy a good time. It’s not that Edward always abandons me or that their party is completely out of touch with the nation.

Ej is fucking sick. I will make sure that he will regret it!

That is what he wants.

And Edward was the only one who was wedded to them, and I swear it also has something to do with women.

I dial his number, and it rings. He didn’t return my calls! Let’s see who is better at playing, Edward.

I went to the mall to get some sexual toys for the bride. "One pink vibrator, please, and handcuffs," I stated at the counter as the woman flushed before nodding. Why should I be ashamed? It’s not mine at all, and if it is mine, it’s not mine at all. What’s the big deal? So, what’s the big deal?

It’s a part of life. "Oh, don’t forget the lube, okay?"

"A black wrapper, please," the cashier said as I looked at my phone and waited for Stephen to message me, although I knew it was impossible because he was busy in LA, which he adored.

If I had known that we were always like this when he made excuses for his business trip, I wouldn’t have tied him up so quickly since he was getting on my nerves. I, too, want to enjoy my life, but I was born selfish.

I said as I took and paid for what I had purchased before walking away to draw attention to myself.

I was a model when Edward and I met, and he liked ladylike me. Nothing is too much or too little, and what I have is right.

A woman with red hair claps and hugs me fiercely when she sees me, as if she recognizes who I am.

I smiled and took her hand in mine, wondering how she knew it was me.

Stephen and I met in Singapore when I had a fashion presentation, and he kept his eye on me, and just like the other women, he brought me to the seventh heaven, although he was just starring at me, and he went on a date with me, and boom.

That’s where we started "Hi, glad to meet you," he said as he handed me the calling card and grinned. If you change your mind, phone me. I will welcome you even if you’re a married lady. " She eventually passed, and her bodyguards were behind her as I headed to the bar.

It crossed my mind to return to modeling, but Edward was the only one who didn’t want us to fight till we were bored.

"Look who’s here," they said, till we hugged. "Oh my gosh, Mrs. Go!" my pals exclaimed as I approached their table.

"Who else is getting married and throwing a party?!?" My high school classmate grinned when I stated this. I handed her a black paper bag that would be ideal for her future spouse.

"Elisha, you’re serious! That’s why Edward is so upset with you. What are you trying to do? " His cheeks flushed and he was unable to comprehend what he was witnessing.

It’s perfectly natural.

Lingerie, handcuffs, lubrication, and, of course, a vibrating device.

"Before a battle, foreplay is required on the honeymoon."

"You’re serious! Have you seen your husband? " They were hunting for Edward.

"Amsterdam, we’re at war now," I replied as I sipped the wine from my glass.

"For me, just give me a little dance there too," he replied, and I chuckled. That is correct, but I still do not feel like it. He will look after his own life. I hope he has a good time with his buddies.

I ended up on the dance floor as someone was discreetly drinking someone else’s drink. Going back and forth to get more booze is exhausting. It irritates me when I’m holding a bottle.

Until I noticed a shot glass that was still full and appeared to be busy conversing.

I lick my lips and get it, then slowly return until the skin is weary. When someone grasped my wrist and turned to face me, I would have grinned.

"Mrs. Go, may I go?"

"Are you Mr. Throne?" I was stunned, and he was as well. He is a friend of a friend of mine. Isn’t it a mess?

"Nice to meet you," he replied, kissing my hand, and I grinned.

"Hi, you are here too?" I inquired, and he offered me the shot glass, which I accepted.

"You’re pretty bad, Mrs. Go," he added, and I simply chuckled. I’m completely naughty.

"It’s only Elisha."

I observed that "Mrs. Go duh is extremely formal," I observed, and he invited me to dance, which we did. We had such a crazy dance. I’m missing my single life!

Oh, my God! This is the type of life I miss! " As my hair brushed across my cheek, I yelled.

"Yeah! "Nightlife is the finest!" he said. I tripped and fell by accident during my leap.

I was about to get trampled when I felt an arm around my waist and warm breath on my lips.

When I opened my eyes, two green eyes were flung at my lips, and it was too late for either of us to apply our lips.

"Fuck!" he moaned when I touched his chest, and he slowly lifted me so I could sit at Cr's sink before locking the door. "Fuck faster!" I exclaimed before my hand went to his head and pressed his head harder there while I wasn't sure where I should look or lie.

"Sh*t..." I wanted to stop, but I was already halfway through, and he tasted every part.

"Maybe it’s not, but I vow you’ll adore this mistake," I said before he pulled me away and I went down to the sink. Then it happened quickly, and he said that word. I turned around and a strong thing softened me because of his sudden entry. "Oh shit." I moan as he slowly thrusts and makes a move that makes me feel even crazier.

"Fuck," he groans, and holds my waist. "I won’t stop even if I feel sorry for you," he says, and fucks me harder than how Edward almost broke my waist.

Earlier, I was fixated on the ceiling, wondering if the person next to me was awake or not, just in case I wasn’t going for real. What am I doing with my life? If Edward discovers this garbage, I’m dead.

I carefully rose to my feet, picking up the clothes one by one and placing them on the floor. We found ourselves here, directly above the bar, in the hotel.

"What are you going to do?" A chilly baritone voice sends shivers down my spine, and I cautiously turn to face him.

I apologize.

I’m leaving to go home. "What the fuck? It’s all over! " I yelled, and he chuckled and massaged my face tenderly.

"Do you think I’ll let you go home like that?" Then I became concerned about what he stated and shook my head, saying, "I can’t survive long." But I’m going to stay here, so disregard that.

"Will you leave my sight?" This isn’t a story for children. You and I are both married. So let’s forget about this stupid, crap recollection and pretend it never occurred. " I yelled, then he grinned and kissed me, and I slowly closed my eyes.

Okay, I’ll let you leave as long as you do as I say. I nod and roll my eyes.

"Kneel," he urged, and I did, and his penis landed on my nose, which soon heated.

Give me a mind-blowing job, and I’ll do everything you want. I was taken aback and protested.

Stop whining or you’ll end up doing more. I was becoming very bored by what he was saying. I can’t believe I got to see the other side of him in this scenario. True, Throne has this mindset of being a domineering jerk.

While staring at him and smiling, I slid my head over and licked the tip of his manhood. When my tempo quickens, he moans, even striking my throat. I keep going because I truly need to go, but a part of me has liked this garbage. I haven’t been able to do this in a long time since it has preoccupied my spouse with someone else.

"Uh, baby, suck it hard," he groans. I do as he requests. I sucked it hard and wiggled his head.

He was still on to my head, guiding me farther into my mouth. I’m in pain, but I’m actually enjoying this crap.

"Ew!" I exclaim when he accumulates in my mouth.

You’re revolting. "Tell me if you’re going to blow up, because it’s not the one I’m eating." He grinned at me as he gripped my cheek and elevated my face.

"Swallow it, darling, you’ll like it." I shook my head, but as he kissed me, I gulped and swallowed his small boy.

"This stinks!" I yelled and tossed pillows at him as he laughed at my expression.

You know, you’re one of the sexiest women I’ve ever met. I averted my gaze and headed to the sink to wash my lips before cooking.

"That’s the finest lie I’ve ever heard." I emulated his tone of speaking before pulling out the frying pan.

"That’s correct, I’m not joking." As he studied my every move and motion, I grinned and pinched my hair.

"This is enough for us to take the throne." You’ve got a family. I don’t want to sully the family’s reputation. "I know I’m a moron, but I’m not a home wrecker, okay?" After he nodded, I turned around to cook the bacon and ham.

But there’s a part of me that thinks I should keep going. " His warm arm then curled over my hip.

"Then stop thinking about it; don’t put your faith in yourself for something that will never happen." He kissed my nape as I grinned.

"All we have to do is make our harsh planet pleasant." I took a deep breath and turned to face him.

"We’re wrong, we’re wrong." You can’t argue it’s correct since you already know it’s incorrect. "

"However, if we knew it was bad, why did we do it? I sigh and turn aside. He made a valid argument, and I’m at a loss as to why this is happening to us.

"We do the right thing," I said with a smile, and he chuckled and walked away.

Yes, in the proper manner. Even for me, that’s a bummer. "I know it’s bad, so let’s go, but I’m not sure why I’d want to pursue this."

"Tell me, Elisha, how are we going to deal with all that is occurring to us?" I averted my gaze and leaned against the island counter’s ledge.

"Stop everything."

"That’s a sham!" When he flung the bottle of red label and it covered his brow with blood, I was horrified.

"Running. That’s always what you know to do. " There is a better method, and it isn’t running. We can’t afford to be sidetracked by this. "You have a wife, and what if she finds out about your dumb one-night stand?" I yelled, but I didn’t get rid of the notion of him.

"I guarantee she won’t discover it, Elisha." I smiled at what she said, swallowing the wine in the glass that had been her last translation there before the bottle shattered.

"You know, I’m sick of those promises." I heard many sorts and tones of promises, pleasing, sobbing, and genuinely stating them, but it ended up violating those dumb pledges. " I sobbed as I remembered what Edward had promised me. He vowed he wouldn’t forget our anniversary, but he didn’t show up.

I ended up dressing up as Mr. Throne and having wonderful sex with him. I’m sick and weary of all of Edward’s broken promises. My ideas and troubles have grown in number.

"I’ll see you shortly. I have to depart. " While my phone rang, I took my cardigan and vehicle keys.

"Wait a minute, Elisha!" He yelled as he tried not to close the elevator door.

"I’m sorry," I said, as the elevator finally shut down.

I can’t help but cry when I see Edward’s name on my phone. He is the one who calls.

I gazed anxiously, unsure if I should respond or what "H-hello" meant. Come home, Elisha, we need to talk.

I was quite frightened after that.